Having a Bear of a Time at Fair St. Louis Alcamedes Gray
First off, I'd like to state that I still consider it the V.P. Fair and won't call it Fair St. Louis, but aside from that, the normal things apply, don't read this if you are underage or find anything sexual offensive. If you like this sorta stuff though, I can't stop you from reading it either way, so enjoy.
It all happened about 6 years ago, when I was 18, and for you who don't do good at math, that means I am 24 now. So back to the story. My brother wanted to go to the V.P. Fair this year and I figured why not, he's fun to hang out with and we went just about every year, so it was almost like a tradition for us. I had a mild interest in guys, I don't think anyone knew about it, much less myself, it was just something that cropped up in my fantasies. We had been walking around for a while, my brother with his half yard beers and me just drinking water when we came along to the games area.
We stopped and watched the people doing the big mallet bell ring game where guys who think they are much stronger than they are go and whack the little seesaw thing and see if they can make the bell ring. The first few guys didn't catch my attention, but then this big guy came up. I'd say he was about 6'3 and while I am not good at guestimating things, I'd say 270 pounds if at least. I will say this now, I'd never really thought of big guys, much less one that big would get me turned on, but he did, something about the way his body was, not a really big belly, but a nice soft gut, a nice full chest, and the rest of him was damn nice too, strong arms, big meaty hands, thighs that were probably two of mine together, a big bubble butt, and well, let's just say he filled out the crotch of those shorts like a dream.
He went about, slamming that big mallet down, but all I could do is watch him, who cares about that bell he keeps ringing, I just couldn't believe how sexy I was finding this guy. His shorts weren't even halfway down his thighs, I couldn't tell is they were denim or khaki, but damn, it just made him look hotter. I wasn't sure, but I thought he was gay, well I was hoping he was at the very least. My brother told me he was going to go get another beer so I just stuck around and watched this big manly guy slam that mallet down again and again.
Eventually he just couldn't get it to ring again so him and a friend of his went off and without even thinking about it, I started following them down the streets. I think they saw me and got the idea I was following, but neither one gave any sign of it. His friend was ok, about my height, I'm 5'8, back then I weighed about 140 pounds or so, and I would guess that his friend's weight was at around 220 or so, just a chubby type of guy, he didn't really do much for me, but that big hunk of man he was walking with did.
They went into one of the restaurants and I stayed outside and waited in line for a water. Someone pressed up behind me, and I didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that it was just a matter of someone walking by and the person behind me getting out of the way. But that person didn't back up again, if anything they were pressing up a little more, when suddenly I felt a hand on my hip, stroking it slowly, pulling up my loose shorts a little while he stroked my hip and upper, outer thigh.
A low growling voice came out from above me, "I know you've been following me cutie. Do you like this big bear behind you, or is it my stocky friend you got the hots for?"
I was more than a tad stunned at this, and lucky for me, I was wearing briefs which hid my erection. I shivered a little and was going to run, going to just get away, but just couldn't, that meaty mitt on my leg felt really great, and I found myself leaning back against this big sexy guy some. I whispered softly, not even aware of it, but I said, "You."
Lucky for the both of us, the V.P. Fair is very crowded and no one could see that the edges of his thick fingers were stroking along the leg of my underwear, even pushing inside and feathering along my erection, which while not amazing, at 6 inches, was big enough on my frame. He wrapped the other arm around me and pulled me back, smooshing me back up against his soft belly and he whispered again, "I want you to follow me and my friend more, I saw someplace private."
With that he was gone and I was standing in front of the water guy blushing. I bought myself a bottle of water and turned to leave when I found that big guy walking with his friend right by his side. I followed them quickly, at one point I was looking around to make sure no one could guess what was going on when a traffic jam of people happened and I bumped into his friend, his very big backside cushioning the blow when I hear him whisper up to his friend, "Feels like he has a thing for me to Barry." And then the both of them laugh and they start walking again with my following right along with them.
We ended up going into another of the restaurants when I get stopped by a bouncer and the big guy now known as Barry says, "Hey, come on son, we have to get that bite to eat before the air show." The bouncer moved aside and I went right on in, and they leads me, following like some silly puppy dog right into the bathroom in the back. The room wasn't all that big, but had a urinal sink and stall, just big enough so that we could all be in there without anyone knowing anything about it.
Barry says, "Hey Stan, get the door, I don't think our little stud can wait too much longer."
With that Stan walked over and locked the door and while I was watching that, Barry walked right up behind me and hugged me tight, growling lustily as he groped my groin, stroking my cock through the shorts and underwear, pawing at it and my balls roughly, of course, for me, this was amazing, I couldn't stifle the groan that came out and started pressing myself back against my big bear of a guy. Stan walked on over and whispered, "Quiet kid or someone will hear." And with that kissed me hard, not one of those slow sensual ones you see in movies, this was one powerful kiss, and I found myself sandwiched between one chubby guy and one big ass bear, pawing and groping at me like a piece of meat.
Something else happened too, I kissed him back, my hands all over his chubby body, I couldn't help it, I was in heaven and before today I wouldn't have known it. I was making out with some big fat guy and was loving it and the fact that there was a very big man behind me stroking my dick. Unfortunately though, he let go and moves off my back which left me going at it hard with some big chubby guy, his soft belly pressing against my trim body, my hands grabbing at him all over, his thick tongue pushing into my gaping maw and I was sucking at it hard.
Barry in the meantime had his pants down in a flash and followed that with pulling my own down and off. He pressed right back up behind me and without warning or even preparing me for it, pressed his dick forcefully up into me, which didn't make me feel all that great since I was a virgin still and it hurt like all hell. It killed my boner instantly, but that didn't really stop him as he started plowing me roughly, ramming my little ass hard, slamming over and over as Stan muffled my crying with his mouth, still kissing me ever so powerfully.
I didn't pass out, but my mind went blank, so much pain in my ass I couldn't concentrate on anything else and didn't realize that I was bent over and that Stan had pulled down his pants and was painting my face and lips with his precum pouring uncut cock. I started letting out whimpers and squeaks from being buttfucked so roughly that Stan opened my mouth for me wide and shoved himself in.
Now I didn't know much about it at the time, but Stan was not very long, longer than me at 7 inches, but he was at least 5 around and my mouth was stretched open wide as he pumped my face, fucking my mouth with all he could muster. He never tried to push it all in, but knew just how far to pump before pulling back. The taste of his precum was nice, not salty at all, just kinda sweet, but not much at all, but he was drooling out the pre heavily, I wouldn't be surprised if I swallowed a gallon of that stuff. Through all of this though, Barry was buttfucking me harder and faster, and it didn't hurt much anymore, kinda felt good, and for a virgin, I took his 8 and a half inch, 5 inch round beauty like a pro, well a pro virgin I guess.
I have no idea how long we were at it, all I know is I was being fucked in my ass and in my mouth and slowly started humping my ass around, undulating my cute little ass around and up and down, that glorious feeling of thick cock on my prostate was driving me nuts and I had a full blown hardon again. That cock in my mouth swelled a little, the cockhead growing almost too big for my mouth when I heard him growl out, almost in a deep scream as he started cumming, his hot seed spraying into my mouth and without a way to spit it out I started swallowing, gulping it down, well at least as much as I could, seed dripping out the stretched corners of my mouth.
I don't know how much came out, but it just kept coming, filling my gullet when out of nowhere Barry started fucking me even harder, I couldn't believe how hard this guy was ramming me, his muscular hands gripped at the front of my thighs tight and he starts cumming too, and without a condom I get one hell of a cum enema, seed filling my ass as he plowed me, stopping now and again only to jam himself up against and into me. I hadn't cum yet, which despite all that pleasure I just went through surprised everyone.
Stan pulled out of my mouth, a long string of spit and cum dangling from my mouth to his still throbbing length and he pushed me up, sandwiching me again up against his friend and starts kissing me hard again, his strong hands holding my back and head as he stroked his tongue around inside my mouth while Barry hammered out the rest of his orgasm, finally his ended too and the two were grinding and sliding their bodies against mine.
Stan pulled back from the kiss, grinning ever so widely as he got down on his knees and engulfed my cock in one swift move, while not big, I did seem to enter his throat a little and he didn't even skip a beat. Wish his head bobbing, that cock still lodged up my ass and the feeling of Barry's strong paws pinching and tugging on my nipples, feeling all over my body I came all too fast, my seed spraying into that hungry mouth of Stan's as he licked and sucked me down, his hands feeling all over my thighs and hips.
Once my own orgasm had ended I slumped back even more against Barry. He held me tight, the feeling so wonderful and I couldn't help but smile, I had just been raped in so many words and couldn't be happier. Barry pulled out and cleaned my up with some toilet paper and his finger, making sure I wouldn't soak my underwear with his seed oozing out. I looked between the two and took the initiative and kissed Stan, finding myself attracted to him just as much as Barry now. We talked a few minutes before we exchanged number and left one at a time from the bathroom, me last since I wanted to make sure I was empty and went to the bathroom for real.
I soon left and me and my brother found each other at some point of our wandering around, I told him I just went to the bathroom and we went off and watched the fireworks before heading home. At about 2 in the morning I couldn't handle the feelings I was going through and called Barry and Stan, turns out that Stan went out for the night but Barry was more than happy to get together. He gave me directions to his place and I drove over. He met me at the door in a very small pair of cutoffs with the fly open and that big slab of cock out above a pair of racquetball size nuts. We went into the living room and made out for a while before he pushed me back and pinned my legs up and out of the way before shoving himself into me. Instead of a scream this time though, all that came out was a deep moan as he mated me almost like a real bear, those hard, almost violent jabs of his cock sent shivers through my body as I held onto him for dear life. He mashed his mouth to mine as really laid into me, growling as he frenched me roughly.
We went at it like that for what seemed like an hour of pleasure before he came up my ass again, shoving into me over and over before laying down heavily atop me, rutting my ass with short cum spurting jabs. I held onto him tight, not wanting to let go of my big sexy bear. I ended up falling asleep at some point, but was awakened to Barry fucking me again, I couldn't believe it, I wasn't sure if he had ever taken himself out of me or what, but here I was, getting fucked for the third time in my life and if anything, it seemed he was doing it not even harder, but it felt even better than the first two times. I came this time, bucking myself under him, the smearing cum sticking our bellies together and I don't know if it was that clamping, spasming grip of my ass or if he was at that point, but he started filling my ass again, spewing hot ropes of spunk deep into me.
As it turns out, I needed to find a place to live a couple months later, and with the nearly daily visits to my big studly bear and his chubby bear mate, it almost seemed natural that I move in with them. I really don't wear clothes at home anymore and Barry and Stan have a game of seeing who can make me cum the fastest simply by fucking me. So far Barry has always been able to do it fastest, I think it has always been that he was my first choice in things. Another side note to it all though, is as I have gotten a little older now, I have really filled out all over. I had a growth spurt and am now 5'11, and weight 240 pounds, have a nice gut and everything else is nice and muscular with some fat over it, and my cock has plumped up nicely, a stout 8 inches that just loves getting sucked off.
Thanks for reading my story, if you have any comments or would like to inspire me to write more, please feel free to say so.
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